However, when he was thinking, he had his head down. It was also because of the pain radiating from his abdomen. Soon, he couldn't contain it, and his face had become so pale. He stopped by a window and rested with labored breathing. His eyes moved up and saw that neither Wu Zhen nor Wu Shuang stopped to take a look.
Wu Jiao's only sighed in resignation. If only their mother was still alive, someone would at least be taking care of him. Then again, there was no use in wanting to rewind the reel of time.
He was preparing to leave the window when he realized that something was standing outside the window. His eyes moved to take a look, but his heart skipped a beat when he saw that a woman was there. Actually, she was pressing her face against the glass and grinning like a maniac. If only he could move freely, he would be jerking away in an instant. However, he was reduced to only trembling on the spot.